Текст песни Запрещенные Барабанщики - Чикаго

Chicago

   Wind southwest, night, moon
   And in the eyes of your ice crumbs
   To destroy Chicago
   You walk alone

   All I knew you than living
   Curtain curtained sleep
   As a native of Chicago Avenue
   The last war

   Death is rolling orange
   Neither cars nor people around
   There is no one even to call 911

   Shadow fat black rats
   In the ruins scattered
   You're one to stay in Chicago
   Beware

   Death - beautiful life - cheating
   Just think through the fog
   What is your hope more
   The sarin Zaman

   West wind cheeks
   Tears burning like Napalm
   We had to run from Chicago
   In Magadan